A Blog Post Can be A Morning that Will Become a Memory: The Last Gift From the Garden

Rose Petals.

The last gift of the garden.

Now, they are in the soap.

It's beautiful.

I wish I could show you.  

Soon, the frost will put the bushes to sleep.

Spring will revive the plants, 

and

roses will bloom again.

Now, I have harvested the last of the blossoms.

The garden gave it's all.

Rose hips? 

you ask.

I'm not sure.

Perhaps there is more.

I must look in the bushes

then find a use.

Right now,

I have used the final gift of the garden.